When seventeen-year-old Jun Chenge met him for the first time, he was celebrating his seven hundredth birthday.
She was panicking from hunger, so he kindly handed her a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake.
Perhaps because of his short mouth, she fell in love with him - the cakes at the birthday banquet.
"Is it true that everyone who comes here to celebrate your birthday can eat cakes?"
"Unless you have a good relationship with me, you can't come to my place."
"What makes a good relationship?"
"Just be my apprentice."
"Then, can I be your apprentice?"
She asked him cautiously, but he suddenly took her hand, led her to the front of everyone, and forced her to kneel down.
"What's wrong?" She looked up at him suspiciously.
He ignored her, but took off the jade pendant from his waist and put it in her hand.
"From today on, Jun Chenge is my disciple."